Posts Tagged ‘neighborhood’

I was just stepping outside to get a little photo of the rain with my iPhone when I suddenly came aware of a sound near by. I lifted my head and looked over at the field right across our lawn only a few meters from me – and then I saw one of the little elg (elk) calf running around like crazy while shouting some kind of  iyah, iyah-sound – and right behind came the other calf also running and shouting. It all happened so fast, I barely got time to raise my camera and get a photo of them, before I know it they were running up towards the farm on the little hill above our house and away from me.

It’s not the first time we’ve met elg outside our door step, but it’s always amazing. And this time it was so fun, because these little elg calf are too cute!! <3 Late July I got a photo of the whole family together, a rare treat even though we live in the middle of wilderness….. (taken with my regular camera – can you blame me for dreaming about a 200 mm lens?! Imagen the close up I could have gotten here!!)

Signs like this are common around our neighborhood; be aware of elgs (elks).

At the age of 5 MT is quite the story teller. He loves it when we have time to listen. And even though it’s still a bit strangeness to the stories (for us adult, I mean, they make perfectly sense to MT there and then ) – it’s certainly not because his body language comes in the way of the story. He can tell stories without words.

I can’t remember what he told me at the top of the old ski jump (or what to call it) – that we found in the forest next to us – but I know it was something funny and spectacular. I love these photos, they are so MT

If only I could tell stories like that in my sermons

Hope he never misses this side of him. I admire his ability of body control. That is something he brought from Africa that he should be proud off.

I’ve once seen an South-African mom proud of her daughter, she didn’t just sit there smiling (like many of us would to), she got up from her chair and made a dance in joy. That picture have stayed with me since, and I wish I could show joy like her. We Norwegian are so stiff when it comes to body language.